“I’m not a romantic, but even I concede that the heart does not exist solely for the purpose to pump blood.”
— Violet, Dowager Countess, Downton Abbey, Season 2

And it ended. Since past few weeks I had been busy with Downton Abbey. I know its impractical to watch such series which remind us of quieter days and longer nights. But I love to walk in stories. Specially stories in which I can stay away from the sadness which has engulfed the world. I tried to understand Mary, I felt the sadness of Edith & I felt bad for Sybbie and Tom but then this series made me smile and I loved the way the characters were developed.
Now that I am missing travelling I love to peep in that window and be amazed by that life which is lost.
So yes the series is dreamy and like a fairytale but sometimes we all need a fairytale. Today I saw the last episode of the series and now my son is curious which series I will walk in. Which window I will open and see the world. We all need stories to feel good and Downton Abbey did the same to me. It made me feel good. In a quiet way it warmed my soul.